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Descubre Side of the Bed Film, el nuevo trabajo de Belén Bittini

Descubre Side of the Bed Film, el nuevo trabajo de Belén Bittini

I wrote this text two years ago, almost to the date. It was just a half-asleep morning thought that made me curious enough to to get it down. It soon got lost in between a million other notes on my over-sharing, dramatic notes app.

Cleaning said app (with more embarrassing things than any messaging or photos application) I came back to it and well, here you are.

I went full on method and woke myself up at 4am to record a voice note with an actual sleepy voice, hence the heavy accent. The background noise is the actual sound of my bed sheets, all made way nicer by the lovely sound of Alex’s piano.

Filmed in a February morning in Hammersmith, under Lucho’s eye.

Text: today I woke up on my side of the bed. My old bed. I barely sleep here anymore, so that probably made the realisation even more… striking.

And I found it funny, because you used to tease me about how silly having a side is. And I would pout and get all defensive and argue that it wasn’t the side, it was just a preference of being close to the window.

And every night we’d race to my bed, trying to win that right side. If you win that day, I would act all cool, like I’m not terribly superstitious about it and I don’t really care. And then you would move, as if not realising that you were. You would move just enough as for me to fit in the space and steal and conquer that right side. So we did have sides.

And today, when I opened my eyes, I realised I woke up in that side for what must be the first time in month. Which meant I’ve been sleeping in yours all this time. And I used to hate that side. And somehow, suddenly, I found even funnier how after all this time I’m still calling a side of my own furniture, in a place I barely visit, yours.

Even when it no longer is. Even when I no longer am. Even when I so clearly, undoubtedly, very irrationally, want it to be someone else’s.

 

Traducción: Hoy me he levantado en mi lado de cama. Mi antigua cama. Apenas duermo aquí ya, así que quizás eso haya hecho que me haya chocado tanto cuando me he dado cuenta. Y me ha parecido hasta divertido, porque solías meterme conmigo y lo estúpido que es tener un lado de la cama, y yo refunfuñaba y me ponía de morros para defender que no era un lado particular, era simplemente la preferencia de estar cerca de la ventana. Y cada noche acabamos corriendo hacia mi cama, intentando conquistar ese lado derecho. Si ganabas ese día, actuaba completamente normal, como si no me importara tanto y no soy increíblemente supersticiosa con ello. Y entonces tú te movías. Te movías lo justo para que yo pudiera encajar en ese espacio y robar y conquistar el lado. Así que sí, teníamos lados. Y hoy, al abrir los ojos, me he dado cuenta de que me he despertado en ese lado por primera vez en… meses. Lo que significa que he estado durmiendo en tu lado todo este tiempo. Y solía odiar ese lado. Y de alguna forma, de pronto, me ha resultado incluso más gracioso el hecho de que después de todo este tiempo siga llamando a un lado de mi propio mobiliario, en un sitio que apenas visito, tuyo. Incluso cuando ya no lo es. Incluso cuando yo ya no lo soy. Incluso cuando claramente, indudablemente, muy irracionalmente, quiero que sea de otra persona. Text, actress, voice x Belén Bittini (@belenbittini) Film x Lucho Dávila (@iamtrece) Music x WH?LAND (@whylandmusic) Colour x Jonathan Gómez (@colorjaslej) Editing x Lucho Dávila, Belén Bittini, Álvaro Gómez Gómez (@rone_7g) Special thanks to Alexandra Petre (@alexarette_)